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Just Because its world photography day today…!!!

A normal person sees a storm, thinks help and runs away A photographer sees that storm, and runs the other way Off into the cold they go, the wind, the rain and more To capture pics no matter what, of all the things they saw Watching all the huge waves crashing, defiantly they stand Looking out from beneath the pier,…

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PROMISCUOUS TO LOVE A “NORTH EASTERN”

By Pragya Khanna Our story is a rare culmination of rare choices when it comes to love and marriage in India. At the hypothetically stable age of 25,like any regular girl, I made an existential choice- choosing a life partner. Calculations followed suit- with possibilities and consequences, resting on the individual’s commitment,friendship, commonalities in beliefs and values and a shared…

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HOW IS MY MOTHERLAND?

Foreword: She is in her late Seventies. She comes every morning, climb the steep stairs of my house and greets me with her smile and the typical Bengali accented ‘Kaisa hai’?? I always reply with a smile…”Bhalo….Apnar Kemon’. (Just because I know that she is from west Bengal and it also gives me an opportunity to hone my Bangla speaking…

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THE POLITICAL GIMMICK CALLED ‘FASTING’

To every politician, social activist, Yogi (Sadhu) who has suddenly taken the Fasting mode…. Dear Ma’am/Sir No, you do not amaze me…!!! Because I know fasting has always been used as an insidious way by many of your kind. Of course, you have termed it as fighting for the common people, fighting for democracy, bringing in pro-people policies, fighting against…

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First Birthday Special Post

On 24th of February, my brother cum friend Uttam Pegu booked me my first blog domain. He wrote to me “Hi Manoranjan, Refer to your earlier mail. As per your email, I had booked the domain www.voiceoftheoppressed.in and installed word press blogging. Kindly check and revert” I was of ecstatic and finally I posted my first blog “Unity is what…

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THE MUMBAI LOCAL

It’s terrible- how we Indian women aren’t taught to negotiate assaults in public spaces. Oh yes- there’s the mandatory karate class in school, and there are feel-good sessions on women’s library at college- but why aren’t we taught to shake off the paralysis of shame? Why do we turn to self-flagellation after an ‘incident’? It has been seven years since.…

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Memoirs of a ‘CHINKY’

“When I born, I Black, When I grow up, I Black, When I go in Sun, I Black, When I scared, I Black, When I sick, I Black, And when I die, I still black……. And you White fella, When you born, you Pink, When you grow up, you White, When you go in Sun, you Red, When you cold,…

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A Poet’s Romance

You are far and yet so near, Disappointing at times but still my dear. True! Your smile is not merely a pretension, Without much creativity I wish I could hold your attention! Let me borrow your dryness For your heart could sing and the soul dance, Enough of remorse and dissolution, It’s time to celebrate the poet’s romance! By Pankaj…

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An Ode to a long lost friend

This blog might seem as something different from what I usually write about. But exceptions are always allowed. I was just browsing through my old notes today, and suddenly a rugged paper fell off from my old note book. I picked up the paper and it had a poem which was written by a friend for me. My note-book had…

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I AM WHO I CRITICIZE

He is in his mid thirties and works as a peon to the Director. He comes out with a filthy smile and slowly spreads his hands. And my colleague tucks in the blue note in his hand, while shaking his hand. He looks at the note and says it loud, “Dude this wont even buy a shirt…!!!”. I felt like…

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